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Real honesty

If you think of real honesty
If at all, then must be real blessings from almighty
No on has on these days to claim?
For we need not worry and blame

For anybody to die as honest man
I will be the first person as fan
For I know he might have undergone many ordeals
To look as if pure and real

He may certainly die secluded death
As such thing has never been witness on earth
There won’t be any crowd
To raise the banner and shout the slogans so loud

He may have no known circle
Who may any time create hurdle
He may be leading simple life in isolation
Not keeping in contact and maintaining relation

So on natural death no one to shed tears
No one to lament loss and express fears
As he was none to anyone and left nothing
People to have few words to comment for something

But if at all, we could express our feeling
Let us share what he did entire life as willing
Let his life be left alone for people to judge
We should bear no favor or regret under any rage

It is good on part of human being to slide a mud
As honest had to try and prove that he is not thug
Any path undertaken by him may any time boomerang
Vested people may take many courses and try to hang

Thank God humanity is still alive
People are not fool to believe
Even if one searches within honestly
He will never find an answer earnestly

neither are we sure of calling anybody as saint or sage (Mahatma (saint)
Nor we have any proof or standard to write them on page
Who, as on date, can we claim as spotless person?
If so, then you may have personal interest with dubious reasons

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Strangers Meet

When two stranger meet on the way
They express surprises and try to be away
Knowing fully well that his is just an coincidence
And it is not going to carry any relevance

They would converse for few seconds and prepare to part
It will their onward journey and preparation to start
They are sure of not meeting again and exchange warms words
But wish it strongly and exchange few pleasantries in the name of God

But in real life too we act no less than strangers
Try to snatch as far as possible as bad managers
We care for no sentiments or relation
Pose all sorts of problems and raise questions

Where and when do we regard fellow human?
Why do we discriminate between man and woman?
Why even keep distance from good people and try to cheat?
Where time with us to offer little is smile and greet?

We all run after simple formality
Concentrate more on turn out and personality
We take pride in demonstrating it as ability
Where people already know about it as bad quality!

I would suggest a pure mechanism
Where everything is guided by humanism
Man may be poor, little intelligent or fool
Yet he deserves everything in full

Why can’t we offer honor and dignity?
How can we claim it as pure amenity?
It is pure grace from powerful almighty
We are simple creature to accept it as pity

Either of sex is important and meant of each others
Life circle will be incomplete without one another
This must be borne in mind and acted together
As whole load of life will be carried further

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Gloomy Faces

Many gloomy faces are around
Generally ridden with worries but occasionally found
It forces us to think more about their perception
Where as it is definitely a real question

World ends for them with single failure
They have no clue or any solution for its cure
They may bear heavy load at heart and mind
Show to the people that they are serious but not blind

'I tried my level best to save the life but failed'
One of my close relatives confided in mail
Now I am alone in world and rudderless
How will I carry on endlessly and face?

Some of the incidences are purely accidental
They may sometimes prove costly and fatal
It is beyond reach or control of human being
They forecast misfortune and bring untold sufferings

Man can bear setbacks up to certain level
Beyond it they may not be able to withstand or tell
So entire burden rides on them and appears on the face
Behavior comes to sudden changes in such cases

Well, this can be taken as natural
Some people may express orally
Some people may cry loud and express grief
But that impression stays for only brief

As life is full of uncertainties and misfortunes
A person can't remain alive and alert to its tunes
Some of the set backs can dishearten a person
It may multiply or reduce the impact by many reasons

If person can pick little threads
And remain stand fast and continue to lad
Then it will be considered as big achievement
We should not be over come by such sad developments

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Poet Vavroovahana Patra

Poet is a saint;
Depicts the truth of Earth with merriment.
Encourages the society to proceed on right path;
He is happy seeing innocent people’s mirth.

Poet is a hermit;
Searches for Eternal Delight.
Passes time with tragedy and comedy;
Advises the society for honesty boldly.

Poet depicts good and evil deeds of society;
Advises the people to follow the path of punctuality.
Advises politicians to be away corruption;
Through poems he frees human life’s tension.

Poet’s verses dazzle in the pages of book beautifully;
Delights the people of world gaily.
Advises on socialism;
Respects the people of all isms.

Poet is pleased seeing the smiling faces of the poor people In society;
Inspires them to follow the path of prosperity.
Prays God day and night.
Is a real honest devotee.

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Will this be my last breathe

Will this be my last breathe
A question or doubt
That occurs to us
At times and the frequency of which
Becomes more
With advancing age

The anxiety is not out of way
As we witness people
Dying suddenly of a number of
Disease conditions and
System disorders
Leave alone,
People in large numbers meeting their ends
In man made accidents and
Natural calamities

No one knows for sure
How, when and where the
Death would conquer him or her
It can be while sleeping
It can be on an operation theatre
It can be while partying
It can be any time, any where and any how
And one day
Any one has to depart

It is natural
When this thought strikes
One would quickly take a relook
Of the entire life path
The tasks unfinished
The dreams unrealized
The goals unaccomplished
The wealth left behind
The love and affection of dearest ones
And range of things
That impacted his or her living
Positively or otherwise

These days, the person struck by this thought
Would, very likely, think about the
Possible financial benefits
From the life insurance funds
To the kith and kin

One fact, most people miss to note
Is that
When this is really the last breathe
There need not be any more worries
As all worldly things associated with the person
Become insignificant immediately after this
If at all, any one is to worry
Are the people left behind
The nearest one worrying maximum
The extent of worry dilutes
With the distance of association
Peripheries not even making a note
Of one’s departure

Least worrying person
Is the one who departs as
Nothing really happens to him or her
Who is going to breathe last
The physical pain associated with death
And emotional pain of moving away
From belongings vanish all on a sudden

Traditional wisdom points out
To one simple thing
Keep your cool
Know and feel the fact
That you are relieved of all
Attachment and bond
Associated with this body
You are not the one to worry any further
It is for people around you to do that
As they will be the one to stand
The impact of your departure
You cannot in any manner contribute a thing
Towards alleviating their pain

Breathe your last in peace and comfort

poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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False Pride

I claimed for every single achievement
Boosted a lot and felt it as memorable moment
Took false pride and acted as if I was whole and sole
Alas! I could understand the myth as whole

It is generally proclaimed that good deeds always help
Save from some kind of disasters and come to the rescue of self
Person remains unconcerned even if something turns out to be against
As self confidence and full contentment doesn't allow further twist

What are we trying to project before world?
Superiority complex or about the things so far untold
It is known since ages that men has always remained choosey
Not cared for anything but shown keen interest in money

Can we ever claim and assure the full proof of success?
If so then why some of the clues are left behind as traces
Guilty people are caught little later much to their annoyance
People are brought to the sense and reminded about truth at once

We are just a medium and excel with blessings
Some of us might lead the life of rich man or king
It is a fact and generally believed in good faith
Life is certainly taken as temporary phase to be ended with death

I feel little awkward when people try to prove contrary
It has no relevance in real life and totally unnecessary
Even if we have fortune in abundance at disposal
We act as miser and turn down any good proposal

It has different joy when we silently enjoy
Employ honest means and avoid any ploy
Think that you are fortunate enough to have it at your end
Look sympathetically; spend generously among poor, relatives and friends

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No Thang On Me (feat. Bootsy Collins)

ya know ive been around the world and ai ai ai
ive met a lot of people and what ive come to find out is
that people are the same, they all share the same fears
share the same tears, and i over the years
so, im just gon be thankful to get what i got
and hold onto what i have can you dig that?
and what i do, i do for the benefit of me and my kids
dig that,
talk to me
Chorus
im so glad ive got my own
so glad that i can see
my life's a natural high
and they cant put no thang on me
(x2)
its something kind of funny
how the man take your money
be sure as he can be
its such a way you'll never see
its a terrible thing inside
when your natural high has died
what we cant turn to dope
and put all aside the hope
Chorus (x2)
twinkling tinkling (?brings, blings, binds?)
we do all sorts of things
while you're in a modest place
your conciouses only peace
yeah i had to make peace with myself you know what i mean
i been getting high for the last what 15 20 years
so i told myself i wanna know what it feels like to be high fo life
and i mean man i tell ya it feels real good
you know coaching them lil kids out there on the football field
doing my thug thizzle still but you know
just being high for life is a different feeling
you should try it my brother im telling you its a great feeling
can you dig that
i can dig it
more and more you grieve
(sing that song nephew)
until you grow another need
you claim this fantasy
you'll have no reality
Chorus (x2)
darling take a listen
this may be something that your missin
i know your times are funky
but you dont have to be no junkie
Chorus (x2)

song performed by by Snoop Dogg
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Cry not

You should not cry else tears may fall
Hold them back until, you make call
you tell them not to fall or roll
is the cry only way left for recall?

Go in isolation or on the roof top
yell and shout as much as you and don’t stop
If need be then go to the hill peak
Shout in wilderness and don’t speak,

I want that not a word is heard,
No tears must be seen or feared
no one should come to sob you off
and no one should cut a joke on you and laugh

if you Cry in open or complain to anybody,
it may bring disgrace to somebody
it may prove difficult and the path may not be easy?
It will always trouble you even if you are so busy?

Never say in open that you loved her
Even if you want cry then don’t bother
don’t excuse that wall was so high
Wall may remain there even if you fly

Claim not that moral was so high,
you won’t get whatever you want in life
she may not become your wife,
then will you put your neck to knife?

See the reason and decide for and against
it is real submission that will be counted for as test,
what happens if you simply go for admission,
There may still be omission and emission,

Cry not for the beautiful and bright “eyes'
They are completely veiled to say byes
It may offer very good smile
When you are in very good mood for while

It is sign of cowardice and lack of the will
You should go for all the options available still
Why do you prefer to shed the tears in corner?
You should preserve your energy in the burner

There will be definite turn and change
Time may come and you will be able to manage
It will be good sign for honest and sincere lover
Rain too may feel happy and pour the shower

Think that you are the only person to be so lucky
The situation may prove difficult and tricky
Still you may have to face to the tune of rough weather
If you get her on your side then it will be honor or feather

Prove to the world that you are the only person?
There is every possibility to succeed for simple reason
The luck has to smile on you and wait for the chance
You will have then no time to look back and glance

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Only reasons

I look only to the good qualities of men.
Not being faultless. I won't presume to probe into the faults of others…

Mahatma Gandhi

How come person feels jealous?
When he is not known or famous
Full of faults yet dreams for honor
Dreams about praise from people to be called donor

Money or wealth does not form the simple criteria?
Proper evaluation should also come from intelligentsia
People from all walks of life should praise his quality
Shower all blessings in public and pray for his nobility

People try to take lesson from his noble life
As everybody is aware about the sharp edge of knife
Life can prove even hard in absence of any possible help
What is use of treasure if that remains in deep belt or shelf?

It is always nice to pick good advises
Learn good qualities and escape possible misses
Their life becomes exemplary for masses
For which there is no need to hold the classes

One should look at good aspect
Disregard at what their real means to act
Pick whatever is good
Adopt their thoughts as food

Such were his noble thoughts
It is brave to admit own faults
Great people never cared to be called bad person
As their life was life open card and has several reasons

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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To Hold and Handle

It had existed this before
It may also continue hereafter
Religion is the only means to be exploited
People's life and nation's fate is to related

Fanatics may be found even among moderates
They are found everywhere and openly support
Religion has now come to play a big role
Whether some one believes or not but it is real

Ask any one honestly and he will claim
No one may say I am human being first and shall remain
Not only shall that he boost to have sacred feeling
Proud to claim to be real fanatic and shall be willing

This may not be considered nice poem but may find favor
n changing world it has been claimed as honor
To uphold the identity aligned with religion
As it has been rooted deep in every region

We have tolerated enough under this context
Absorbed almost all as best as could
We are multi linguistic and multi religious
But efforts by others are on to destabilize it continuous

Only words don't suffice the need
Intelligentsias often act as link or feed
Fanatics are not as dangerous and propagandist
We only claim to be true tolerant and democratic

People jump in fray for simple excuse
They think narrowly and have different views
With religious point they may argue in favor
Where as the differences are in fact minor

Let us refrain from writing such articles
Favor with one and bias with another may land in trouble
We have got beautiful environment after great struggle
We should now be mature enough to hold and handle

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Virus

Her words almost killed me
First time she used the word “you” instead of we
So much hatred and no love words
I almost sank praying the lords

How one can send the disease and virus
How, all of sudden, love can have minus status
I failed to understand her tears and outburst
It had simple appeal and powerful thrust

Virus had caused tremendous loss
She had nothing left in the name of cross
All her life time work was just vanished
Peaceful aim and meaningful life perished

She blamed all it to me in person
I was no where responsible for the reason
I too lost all my precious creation
Blame game for me was out of question

Everybody may be victim of this virus
No need to cry or create the fuss
It is how we protect and go further
Nothing should deter us or bother

I failed to convince her of my part
I had no way but to say bye and depart
What left behind was only distrust?
One should not bank upon simply trust

It may deceive you any moment
You should keep watch on every movement
Who knows when one may change mind?
Blind faith may lead you to new kind

Life is all about to love and to be loved
It depends on how one has behaved?
It looses charm if lacks integrity
One should have real sense and ability

She begged to know the real truth
I had no answer to speak from mouth
What do I know about virus as layman?
May be answer lying with honest and God’s man

I wished I could cry for her loss
I had every reason to feel remorse
I could feel only sorry for her state
I failed to convince her cruel fate

She blamed all it to me but did not curse
All she wanted to know the truth and nurse
Poems, literature was her only achievement
What was left to her was only astonishment?

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Frozen to Death

I wanted not to be frozen to death
As it was life time wish to remain with
Fear was just gripping me from inside
Chances were there and differences very wide

I can afford no more isolation
As I have developed sound relation
It is fine tuning with you on sound footing
No more trouble ideas are shooting

I can have no peace with disturbed news
My relation with you can’t have any more reviews
It is firm and never getting strained
Little upset thought makes me completely drained

I would prefer death in your hand
This may prove to be real companion and friend
Life can be meaningless if there is no aim
I would love to be very near and earnestly claim

I have placed my existence at your door
I shall be nothing and look very poor
It is you who has made me priceless
I can move among people with bright face

Each day brings me message of love
I remain calm and peacefully drove
You are at heart and very much in centre
No other man can simply occupy the position or enter

Some unknown factors trouble
I loose the patience and fumble
I shiver with some cold in spine
There something more to make me feel fine

I would want that you stay always near
Make me comfortable without any fear
I shall be worry free in your presence
This I feel is true and real essence

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Who Can Be Real Friend?

Noble, simple and honest friend
Who can take you to logical end?
Never put you in shame and always offer
All help in time and opinion never differ

Not always agreeing yes in yes
Even criticism you may always face
Pay sometime price for having friendship
Never shed tears and but hide and weep

Consider problem as of his own
Friend’s problem never disown
Even at personal risk relation maintain
Danger, if any, keep off and contain

Insist on not doing anything wrong
Decline the offer but walk along
Thwart any move which may lead to fall
Show the correct path with timely call

Many may suggest to go in bar
Long highway race in speeding car
Such friends deserve complete bar
Real friend may remain always far

He, who is real friend, stands to loose
Still he remains and nice friends choose
It is his real vision and long sight
In the real crisis he will prove right

This is simple advice and call
You should think ahead and always recall
Past mistakes rectified in future’s plan
Keeping away bad friends with permanent ban

This will prevent you from landing in trouble,
Bad friends will disappear as water bubble
Real will stay at the end of the race
Problem, if any, may not run away and face

Friends are indeed life’s part and parcel
Bright at studies and in performance excel
I wish and pray for such friend circle
Life long friendship bond like magic and

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Lost in crowd

It is like to be lost in crowd
You have voice and concern but can not speak loud
You have no reason to be unfair and feel proud
But certainly she has point to prove and feel good

There is no point in telling the truth
It requires no words to be shown as proof
You can not be isolated or remain aloof
You have no choice either to go and shout on roof

She has known her out numbered for days
She wants to be fully contended in possible ways
The main concern with her is to know who her real is
Who will be real one to shed the tears and miss?

Reassurance can not come simply by speaking untruth
To go back from words means crushing the tongue between teeth
It is simple way to feel the holiness of bond
You are part of small creatures in the pond

It is always taken for yes in dire needs
The rest of the life may pass on with speed
How best one can rely upon is matter in question?
It is to be thoroughly probed before entering the relation

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Meets The Eye

You have all known me from what I have written
But know I am different
I have learned to live life a different way
To see life in a different perspective

When I was in that hospital
I saw so many people come and go
For so many different reasons

When I first went in
I was scared and didn’t know
What was going to happen
But now I know that life is worth living

There is more to life that meets the eye
You have to look at life more carefully
Its like judging people
You shouldn’t judge a person by their looks
You need to get to know them

Life is just like that
You can’t judge life
Because if you do
Then life is going to be very rocky
Just like mine is right know
But I am trying to get through it

When I first started writing
I wrote deep and dark
I wrote about death and hurting myself
I still do here and there but I am trying to move on
And write about things that I am looking forward to

So I am moving on into a better life
A life I have never had before
A life where I can control what I do
And actually be happy

But its going to take time
So I am going to take it day by day
And see where life is going to take me

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Life Goes Away